This weekend of love I spent Valentine’s Day on a solo date with great literature (and some gin with Bayjoo mabí,) stayed laid up alone on Saturday, and on Sunday, brunch with my best bitch, Jennifer. If any of you know me or follow my social media in any capacity, you’ve heard a story or two about her. I met Jennifer through my sister and she has become another sister to me.
Yesterday was a fun day where I accidentally sat for over an hour at a total stranger’s section (not premier but under the steps.)
When over an hour passed and Jennifer noticed I was the first to checkin the rsvp but was not yet at the table, she worriedly texted me.

I reunited with my party at that bathroom. But not before receiving and biting into my empanadas.
We restarted the party once I was at the table.
I couldn’t get enough water after the Tito’s rum punch (yes, I know) But I eventually got my fill.
I was in bed by 10.